Trying to muster my courage I am not doing very well Lying to bluster through this age Of anxiety Is destroying me
I find myself alone in hell
My little blue star flickers now But she must shine again somehow If only in the grieving sky Oh Silke... please... you cannot die...
My love always always always Through my remaining darkened days Searching for the answer in the midnight sky I will never cease to weep the question: Why?
I hope your blue star still shines bright for you. Powerful emotions in this one.
Sandie Angel a.k.a. Sandie May Angel
Reviewed by Judy Lloyd (Reader)
Reviewed on January 1, 2005
When you look up and see that new star twinkling back at you then you know that she is just in a different state. Something we all must face someday if we live long enough.
The captivating music of birds and the enchanting beauty of roses have, each in their own right, inspired people around the world for as long as anyone can remember. How the two combine with the challenges faced by a struggling writer in Georgia to c
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Sandie Angel a.k.a. Sandie May Angel